Wake Up//Stydia AU

04. Tortilla Soup

Days went by and the two continued with their lives. They would go to their miserable jobs hoping that they would pay off in the end. As agreed upon, Lydia would come by Stiles' apartment whenever Carley got to be too much. Things were slowly going back to normal, but after years of not hanging out, it could still be awkward at times. Most of the time their evenings together were spent in silence. Sometimes they would watch a movie together, and others they would sit around a read while music played softly in the background. There was nothing really special about the hours they spent together, but to Stiles they were hours that kept his mind at bay.

Lydia of course still knew nothing about the voice in his head or that his day to day life was based on the effects of the little "happy pills" he had stashed away in his bathroom. His strawberry blonde companion wasn't going to know anytime soon either. He had caused her enough burdens. Stiles was responsible for plenty of the packs burdens. Despite his efforts in high school, Stiles was not as capable of protecting himself like the others. He was the sole human and was no match for the supernatural creatures they faced. All he had been was extra weight. Along with that, Stiles lived with the weight on his heart that he was the reason Allison and Aiden were dead. In the simplest terms, his mental state hasn't been the same since. He believed he caused enough pain for the pack, so it all became a secret.

It was a warm summer afternoon. Lydia had gotten off of work early and was currently sitting on the Stilinski boy's couch reading a book and curled up with Zeus. Stiles was in the kitchen making dinner which to Lydia's surprise, was not something microwavable.

"When did you start cooking again?" She called to the boy who was rapidly moving across the kitchen.

"When did you become my dog's favorite?" Stiles smirked back causing the girl to roll her eyes.

"I started cooking when I started living on my own. I learned a lot from trial and error, but I always found it relaxing. Problem is, I kinda stopped because it was just me and that's when take out came in to play." Stiles stirred the pot of soup.

"Now with you coming around from time to time though, I thought it might be a good idea to start having so real food around."

Lydia chuckled. "Well.. that's sweet of you." A small blush creeped across her cheeks. Why was she blushing?

"What are you making?" She said, pushing her previous thoughts aside.

"Chicken tortilla soup. I got the recipe from Scott's mom."

"When will it be ready?"

"Right now!" He exclaimed proudly. Lydia jumped off the couch and as the two were just about to be seated, Stiles' phone rang. At first the boy was confused. No one called him, ever. He sent the strawberry blonde an apologetic look as he crossed the kitchen to retrieve his phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey son."

Stiles was surprised to here his dad on the other end. "Hey dad. How's it going? Everything okay?"

"Yes of course. I know when we talk you are the one to normally call, but I got off early tonight and it's been awhile. What have you been up to?"

The boy shrugged. "Same old same old. Working to pay for school and such. The shop of course is still a bit of a bitch, but hey it pays the bills."

He paused. "This might surprise you, but I'm actually having dinner with Lydia at the moment..." Stiles looked over at the girl seated at his kitchen table.

There was silence on the other end. "Lydia Martin? Like high school Lydia? The one you had a crush on since-"

"Yes dad that's the one!" Stiles was starting to get slightly flustered.  "She,um, moved her a few weeks back. We live in the same building so she comes over sometimes."

"Stiles that is fantastic! I mean, you have a friend out there now."

Another pause.

"You have to bring her next weekend."

Next weekend? What's next weekend? Wait. Shit.

"Dad no that would be weird wouldn't it? She's only lived here a short time she might not want to be running back to Beacon Hills yet and we are still moving towards getting things back to normal. I mean-"

"Stiles just shut up and ask. Melissa and I will be extremely disappointed if you don't."

The boy could only sigh. "Okay okay. You don't need to start bringing Melissa into this ."

"That a boy." He could hear the smirk in his father's voice. "Now go get back to her. I better see you both next weekend."

"Yeah yeah dad I will do my best. Love you."

"I love you too son. See you soon."

Stiles smiled softly at his phone. Despite his father being a pain in the ass, he still meant the world to him.

"Soooo? What was that about?" Lydia smirked as Stiles sat across from her. A faint blush was still settled on his face. She had already taken the liberty to start eating, and might she say the soup was fantastic. Honestly, she never would have expected it from the brown haired boy that sat across from her.

"Oh. Sorry, that was my dad. He got off early and just wanted to check in on me." Stiles scratched the back of his neck like he always did when he became nervous.

"Awe! How is he doing? You must tell him I say hi next time." Back n high school, Lydia and the Stilinski father had gotten close just like her and his son. During lacrosse season, Lydia would come over just to talk with the sheriff while Stiles was at practice. He was a humble man, and Lydia soon understood where Stiles got it from.

"You could actually tell him yourself." Stiles said shyly.

Lydia tilted her head to the side as curiosity filled her eyes. "What do you mean?"

"Uh well. Next weekend I am going back to Beacon Hills for, um, a wedding."

"A WHAT??" She didn't mean to yell, but Lydia loved weddings. How could she not?

Stiles nervously chewed at his fingernail. "Yeah. My dad and Melissa, they are getting married next weekend."

Lydia blankly stared at the boy for a moment. "What the hell Stilinski how come you didn't tell me sooner??"

The boy put his hands up in defense. "It slipped my mind! I already think of Melissa as my mother, and Scott as my brother. If I'm being honest here it feels like my dad and Melissa have been married for years now."

Lydia huffed and leaned back in her chair as she was clearly still bothered he didn't tell her earlier.

"Actually, my dad was wondering, well I mean, I think it would be cool if you did too.. I mean we were wondering if you'd like to come?" His nerves were getting the best of him as he failed to form a proper sentences. "I mean only if you want. It's not a big deal my dad and I were just talking. I mean obviously you were sitting in the same room as me. Okay I'm done rambling."

Lucky for the Stilinski boy, Lydia found his stuttering and nervousness cute, not that she would even admit it. "I'd love to go."

Stiles let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"Wait really? That's the best news I've heard all day! Scott and Kira will be there too. It'll be nice to have the four of us back together." A smile formed on his lips as he continued, "We can drive down after work Friday and then the wedding is Saturday. Lyds it is a date!"

Immediately his face dropped. "I-I mean it's a... whatever it is."

Lydia couldn't help but roll her eyes as she smirked at her long lost best friend who so flawlessly labeled a majority of what went on between them. "Yes Stiles, it's a whatever it is."

Looks like Beacon Hills is having a wedding!! I don't know about you guys but I love weddings and am very excited to be having one in this story. Sorry this chapter is slightly shorter than the others. Still deciding if I make the wedding story into one long chapter or two chapters. Also, are my chapters short? Let me know! Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed!! Comments? Thoughts? Ideas? Let me know!

Until the next chapter, lots of love.

xxx fictionaddict

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